Without further ado, the secret that I have kept secret for years is . . . I am the one and the only (but not the only one) . . .
Of course, those of you who have been following my blog for the past few years should have seen this coming. After all, I've been sharing my ideas with you for the past few years. The clues are all here.
[™ = trademark. Every superhero, before he becomes a superhero, after his parents, and his uncle and his girlfriend and his best friend and his neighbors next door have been brutally murdered, after he swears that he will avenge their deaths, after he chooses his name and the design of his costume,
(hiring a good graphic design team is a must here. Even in the world of the superheroes, especially in the world of superheroes, though might is right, image is everything, and committing a fashion faux pas is criminal, though, unfortunately, a regular occurrence. (While the brooding, dark image is feared by criminals and liked by adolescent and post-adolescent boys, a positive, happy, fun image will probably land you more endorsements and more girlfriends to replace the one that was murdered.))
but before he goes public, must trademark his name and logo and colors. Be wary of superhero copycats and toy manufacturers, protect yourself legally. Of course, since the theft of Intellectual Property is a crime and as a superhero you fight crime (and protect beautiful females (and their babies) all over the world), you do not have to use the court system to protect yourself and your identity and your image. You can pummel any infringers of your rights yourself.]